Wu Zhang was buried under work behind his big Dalbergia desk in his office, with no care of the outside world. His hawk eyes were moving over the words printed on the document in his hand and his right hand which held a pen, was marking and encircling the points as and where he felt it was needed.
He was so lost in his work that he didn't realize that the sun was already setting which was clearly visible from the floor-to-ceiling window which was at the west end of the enormous cabin.
The blue sky was painted in fiery hues of violet, orange, and red that was spread everywhere as the sun moved lower and lower to hide in order to let the night spill its dark black ink and engulf all the other colors of the sky within it.
Li Jing who was also inside the cabin, organizing his files looked at the weather outside, and felt like weeping out loud as his boss was making him work when the weather was so nice and it was already time to leave.
